Lu Minglan looked at his anxious expression and couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled. She stretched out her hand to pinch Mu Yuante's cheek and said, "Why do you want to coax Han'er?"
"Who wants to coax him?" Mu Yuante looked impatient, and dishonestly set fire to Lu Minglan's body with both hands. He panted and coquettishly said to Lu Minglan, "Lan'er coaxes Han'er all day long. , just try to coax me today, okay?”
Lu Minglan chuckled and was about to hit Mu Yuante when she heard the maid outside the door say through the curtain: "Madam, there is an urgent message just delivered from Qinghai."
When Lu Minglan heard that it was an urgent message from Qinghai, he was so busy that he pushed Mu Yuante away and said to the outside: "Send it in quickly!"
"Yes! I obey my order." The maid was so busy that she sent the urgent message in, then bowed and left.
As soon as Lu Minglan saw the handwriting on the envelope, his eyes immediately turned red and he choked with sobs: "I thought that kid would never care about me in this life. The last time I wrote him a letter, he didn't even read it. She was sent directly to the capital. Fortunately, he still has my mother in his heart... Fortunately... "
Mu Yuante was so busy that he came over to comfort him and said, "Shan'er wrote you a letter? This is a good thing. Lan'er, why are you still crying? Look at what's in the letter."
"Yes, yes..." Lu Minglan was so busy that she wiped her tears and then tore open the envelope. But as soon as she unfolded the letter, Lu Minglan's body froze, her lips trembled, and she could no longer speak.
"What's wrong? Lan'er, why is your face so ugly?" Mu Yuante was startled by her look and sat over in a hurry, "What did Shan'er tell you?"
"Take a look..." Lu Minglan's eyes were red and she tremblingly handed the letter to Mu Yuante's hand.
As soon as Mu Yuante took the letter, he frowned: "Shan'er wants Song Tong from us? There is a vacancy in their Dali prefect, and he actually wants to look for one of our Beidi officials?!"
Lu Minglan didn't speak. He stared at the handwriting on the letter with wet eyes for a long time. After a long while, he sighed softly: "This child must still hate me. He must be..."
"Lan'er, do you think Shan'er really wanted Song Tong to come over, or did Song Tong take the initiative to contact Shan'er and ask him to ask us for help?" Mu Yuante put the letter on the small table and His face was deep, "Although Song Tong is from Dali, he has been a minister in Beidi for more than 20 years. Dali has absolutely no intention of asking Beidi for his ministers back. Unless Song Tong speaks, what will happen to Shan'er?" Will you tell us this?"
"What does it matter who means it? You know that as long as that kid speaks, I can't refuse," Lu Minglan took a long breath, held Mu Yuante's hand and said, "Just press Let's do what Shan'er said. I'm not worried about him being alone in Qinghai. It's also a good thing to have Song Tong accompany him. "
Mu Yuante hesitated: "But Lan'er, you know, Song Tong is not an ordinary minister. We still have expectations for him. If we let him go to Dali, I'm afraid he will..."
"Mu Yuante, just think of me as begging you," Lu Minglan intercepted his words and begged sincerely, "You know, I owe them so much in my life, and I can't make it up to you. But I really can't ignore Shan'er's request. Mu Yuante, just let Song Tong go. Without Song Tong, we can find another good minister... "
Looking for another wise minister
It's so easy. Where can I find a wise minister who can be like Song Tong, who is truly willing to assist a prince of Dali descent, and who has more than 20 years of experience in assisting the prince
Lu Minglan knew that she was embarrassing Mu Yuante, but what could she do? Mu Nanshan clearly wrote in the letter -
"If you miss the love between mother and son, please let Song Tong go to Qinghai."